The aroma of real lavender has for a very long time been a favorite of ours. Over the years, we’ve bought soaps, shampoos, teas, honey and dried lavender flowers for cooking. We’ve bought scented sachets and pillows. Maui, Hokkaido, Seattle, Paris, and San Francisco have been sources (now that I catalog them, I see perhaps this is an obsession). We realized recently that we have the opportunity to visit the lavender mother ship of Provence during the blooming season. Our heads filled with visions of purple carpets of flowers (undoubtedly programmed from that Windows wallpaper).
We have collected a few images from a three-day drive through lavender territory in early July.